The Unexpected - DJ Babu, Sean Price

Hmmmmm.

You say the beat grabbed you, then the rhyme stabbed you

But can’t prove it was my clients Doom and Babu?

I rest my case — the witness never showed up

They both kept heat on the street and had it sewed up

Defense was wise, complete with alibis

What the informer told the coroner was a pile of lies

Beat the rap in a court of law

Free to beat the crap out them snitches while protectin and extortin the poor

Expect to expect the unexpected

Check for wreck, tons up under or in front of Han detected

Thunder for breakfast, sun a hundred sons in under a second

Whoever disrespect neck get disconnected

Off the record macho steel cage tiger stripe

Metal Fang striker versus Nacho Libre Riker type

Rigged for a fake drawer, that’s what the paper do

Pick more cake score HD pay-per-view

It’s much safer for you to cry dry tears for years

Dun-da-da-dah Villain here, no fears

It is what it is 'cept it ain’t what it used to be

That’s news to me, choose to be free musically

Take it from Doom-dini the crew meanie

Act like you don’t know, even if you seen me

In it for the green zucchini, so we can get a new beanie

For Babu, the 1 and 2s genie

«Don't start none, won’t be none»

«Your game, I’m above it, it’s combat»

«My advice, quit talkin, it’s over» — «no doubt»

«You don’t know-know-know-know what it’s about»

«Don't start none, won’t be none»

«Your game, I’m above it, it’s combat»

«My advice, quit talkin, it’s over» — «no doubt» (Babu!)

«You don’t know-know-know-know what it’s about»

Question~!

Nigga.

have you ever heard of Sean?

Hell yeah but I prefer my Uncle Murda songs

I’m sorta whack like, Hancock movie

Shorty dropped to her knees sayin «Hand cock to me»

Box of chop suey, flowin through outerspace

+Ring the Alarm+ this nigga tryin to Mock-Fu me

Pop shots through he, damn that’s bad grammar

Fuck a senior citizen, bad gramma jammer

Rap like a 'Bama ('Bama) sound like pork chops

Slapped with the hammer change his diet into full pop

Unorthodox socks, knee high, Jason Terry

Maverick, stab a chick when chasin fetti

My mind on my money (money) money on my mind (mind)

This 9 on my waist guaranteed money all the time (time)

Whack rappers always argue over faggot shit

I argue with Dru about seekin new management

«Don't start none, won’t be none»

«Your game, I’m above it, it’s combat»

«My advice, quit talkin, it’s over» — «no doubt»

«You don’t know-know-know-know what it’s about»

«Don't start none, won’t be none»

«Your game, I’m above it, it’s combat»

«My advice, quit talkin, it’s over» — «no doubt»

«You don’t know-know-know-know what it’s about»

«Duck Season 3» officially in Haters Town

Be sure to bring your maters call, and nature sounds

They flied in, migrated, that’s why I waited

The whole time eyeballs dilated

Flier was faded, the date was right though

Oh it ain’t nuttin but my hound dog Nitro

Go get 'em boy, Villain fowl for dinners

After I finished skinnin 'em y’all can split the innards

Innards, Lynyrd Skynyrd — why did I say that?

Not to fuck up the ebb and flow of said track

Head crack, I always throw sixes

Return of Ike Turner, I always throw bitches

You know the flow vicious — new and improved shit

No time for arguing — do what you do bitch

I like sneakers and I like bud

Catch me smokin right in front of the Flight Club

«Don't start none, won’t be none»

«Your game, I’m above it, it’s combat»

«My advice, quit talkin, it’s over» — «no doubt»

«You don’t know-know-know-know what it’s about»

«Don't start none, won’t be none»

«Your game, I’m above it, it’s combat»

«My advice, quit talkin, it’s over» — «no doubt»

«You don’t know-know-know-know what it’s about»